Sweet Sin - S01 E49

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Sweet Sin - S01 E49

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 49

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[Unknown Cabin]

Even before Dean’s men got inside, Dora’s hitmen already finished off the Rednecks. Rednecks didn’t back down easily though. They fought back and took down some of the hitmen.

But Rednecks casualty is more.

Some of them escaped when they saw how underhanded they were.

Dora unwrapped the ropes around Saint, but he refused to let her help him up. He helped himself.

“How long have you known that I’m stalking you?” Dora asked grimly. “How long have you known that I have a tracker on your phone?”

Saint wasn’t in the mood to reply.

He left her hanging and went for the cabin door.

Bexley needs to pay for this.

Also, Tino didn’t come with the rest of the Asphalt Kings to save him.

It only means something bad happened to Tino.

He needs to be sure.

Dora obstructed him by the door. “I asked questions, and I expect answers from you! I came here to save you, and I expect some cooperation at least!” She shot.

Saint shoved her back by her shoulders, but her hitmen caught her and brought her back to her feet.

“Get your face off my issue, Kora. I don’t like you, but I enjoy you watching and stalking me, which is why I rewarded you with a hot picture of my balls!” He cleared.

“First, it’s Dora, not Kora…” She glared, shooting forward.

“I call people whatever the fû+k I want, man. I don’t care. But…wait, I get Bexley’s name right everytime though, what do you think is the cause of that?” He made faces. “Maybe because she’s a better badass than you. Let me tell you, I was turned on when she picked me up with the truck and tied me up here.” He laughed at Dora’s face.

Dora’s fingers rose, aiming for a slap to his face, but the entry of Dean and uncle Will interrupted that.

“C’mon, slap me!” Saint tendered his ear closer. “You don’t have an ass I can slap back, so I’ll slap you back in the face, and you’ll lose your sight.”

“Come on!” Uncle Will pulled him.

“No I want her to slap me!” Saint pulled back adamantly.

“Come the hell on!” Will pulled again, taking him out.

Dean faced Dora, giving her a tight look. “Dunno what deal you have with Saint which made you come, but he’s gonna say thank you if he wants to. I won’t say it on his behalf.” He said nonchalantly and moved out.

He joined Uncle Will and Saint by the cars outside.

“How did you know we were here?” He asked Will.

“I have my ways, Dean.” Uncle Will stated with a tone of finality, looking so restless.

“And why are you here in the hands of Rednecks?” He questioned Saint.

“Ask Dean!” Saint spat, eyes flaming. “Ask him why he sent Rednecks to raid Toby’s Rectory!”

“You did what?” Will faced Dean.

“Can we not talk about that, Uncle?” Dean sighed. “I’ve had a long night.”

“Of course that’s what you’d say!” Saint hissed at him. “But I won’t stay here waiting for details of your lies. I have Bexley to get, and I have Tino to check on. Goodnight!”

He got into Uncle Will’s car without permission and left in it.

“That jerk,” Dean muttered.

“This isn’t the time to get crazy, Dean. Your brother never changed. In fact, he worsened. The fear of your late parents is coming to pass.” Uncle Will commented seriously. “He’s killing people again, Dean. He’s—”

“Not tonight, Uncle.” Dean nodded. “Really, not tonight. Kelly is awake, and I have to go check on her.”

“Let’s go together then,” Will sighed with a nod, giving in.

“Sure,” Dean nodded back, getting in the car with him.

Dora came out of the cabin, arms folded over her chest, elbow pushing her shoulder bag back.

She stared at the distance emptily.

Saint has no fault in all of this.

Bexley is the pathogen that needs to be cleared off.

Her hitmen came out of the cabin too, lining behind her.

“Now, i want to kill Bexley with my own hands.” She said.

“Done.” The hitmen assured. “She’ll be captured alive.”

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